Friday, August 3, 2012
The Trouble with Tapeworms
So I blew off going to my classroom yesterday in the interest of picking up my engagement ring from the jewelry repairman (the prongs were worn down and I was one good knock away from screaming, "NOBODY Move!" to an entire class of second graders). The jewelry store just so happens to be in one of my favorite shopping areas, so yeah, I did that, too. Old Navy was having some crazy good sales on kids clothes ($10 jeans!). The Clover is easy to shop with. She zeroes in on what she likes, can always find her size and pretty much rocks it (she did once ask me if I thought our cat thought that she (Clover) was fashion forward). So it was easy finding things for her. I had to limit it, actually. The Cubscout, on the other hand, is hard. Like most boys, he doesn't like to shop. He just doesn't get excited about all the new polos/socks/underwear/whatever. I finally got him to pick two t-shirts himself (Angry Birds and Diary of a Wimpy Kid), but then it was back to, "meh". I asked him at one point, "Do you just want me to pick some things and tell you 'wear this' every morning?" He said, "That would be fine." So, with a newfound license to dress my son the way I want, we headed to the jeans. Now, my son is skinny. When I say skinny, I mean really skinny (he eats and eats and eats, I promise). I picked a pair of 12 Slim jeans, but didn't notice that they were relaxed fit. He came out and they were wearing him. So I switched him to straight fit. The same. The helpful clerk said, "Maybe you should try a slim." I said, "These are slim." She was all like, "Wow. He's skinny." I fought the urge to say, "Ya think?" Then we headed to a different store. Same results. The 10's are too short and the 12's are too wide. He has only one pair of pants that fit in his drawer at home. I asked my DH what he thought. He said that when he was a boy, he could only wear Wranglers (as lanky runs in the family). So today, we are off to the Farm & Home in an effort to find some pants...plus that we're almost out of chicken feed.
Written for your enjoyment by Frau M.